Jason sat in the class, bringing out his iPod trying listening to music in a fruitless effort to tune out the noise of his classmates, he could barely hear the lyrics. Feeling someone tap him on the shoulder as he turned in response, in his front were the only two friends he had in the school. A tall chocolate skinned girl and a gruffly looking boy with dark hair sat smiling at him, he managed a smile,
"so, what’s bothering you?" the girl asked,
Terra, his brown haired female best friend was a bombshell, category A disaster class if she walked down the hall way during recess, Jason was pretty sure half the school football team wanted to date her and the nerds would have her featuring in their fantasies almost on a daily basis. Terra rectir was tall, bright blue eyes, full lips, a shape to die for and had the brains to back it off as she was the schools leading student in their science department, he had seen more than a few girls give her the stink eye as she walked past, not that she bothered anyways.
His other male best friend, daren tejel was built like a tank, which coincidentally was also what he was called by the school football team. Muscles in all the right places with the speed to back it up, he had the coach of the football team heartbroken and bewildered by declining a spot in the team, this of course came after he left more than half the team eating sand and a few of them out of commission for days. They had met on the first day of high school and had suddenly clicked, like they had known each other all their lives.
He was the only plain one among them, while he was no slouch in the looks department and having the muscular build of a sprinting athlete, Jason for some reason just never stood out of the crowd.
"aunt finally wants to spill" he replied, they leaned closer, shock drawn all over their face,
"really?" they said in unison.
Raising an eyebrow at their inquisitiveness, watching with amusement as they leaned in close, he shrugged,
"I don't know why Terra, all she said was she wanted to tell me" he replied.
Terra beat her fingers on the table, her mind far away,
"so that means you're going to be nice to her right?" daren asked,
" I guess so daren, but something else happened" he said dipping his arm into his pocket to retrieve the gem.
Looking around to ensure no eyes were on him, he beckoned them closer to himself.
He considered telling them about it, would they call him nuts?, but he had no one else to tell and he would go crazy if he didn't talk.
He brought out the gem which surprisingly did not shine, he saw a look of dread on both Terra and Darens faces, something was definitely wrong with them.They were acting weird, Daren glanced around before asking him what it was, but Jason already had a feeling that he knew what it was,
"well.... I had this weird dream of a guardian..." he said telling them the story from when he woke up, to the dream and the gem.
While he was grateful for their taking him seriously, he was a little bothered that they didn't look at him in a crazy way, like it was normal to them. When he got to the spell part and tried to recite it, they held him down, telling him not to, eyes widen in alarm as daren looked around,
"why?, it's probably just a dud or something" he said, not that he believed it himself though, but he had to try, for his sanity.
Terra shook her head fervently, " I don't think that's a good idea, just keep it for now. We'll talk about it later" she said, eyes pleading to him,
" what are you hiding from me?" he asked,
they were too calm about this, daren motioned to talk but was cut off by the teacher entering the class, they stood up and left, not with terra whispering in his ear,
"no matter what you do, don't tell anyone about it" she said,
he nodded and kept it back in his pocket, he brought out his books with a frustrated look, his life just kept getting complicated.....
The backyard of the house belonging to the town mayor swirled as a dark ring ripped open in the fabric of time, it rotated in an anticlockwise manner.Captain regron stepped out of the portal and into the sunny weather, he grunted in anger as the sunlight repelled him. With a swish of his arm, the sky darkened and turned grey, two shadow warriors stepped out of the portal. Even though he was able to withstand the sunlight as it only weakened him, it could do serious damage to them. The two warriors were dressed in black suits with a line of red colour running through their shoulders, he thought it would be wise not to underestimate the Prince, after all he was rumoured to be a part of illummino himself, a story he had yet to find out himself.
That was why he brought the arm of Herega or better known as veratus, an elite set of shadow warriors bred in the depth of the abyss and accessible to only to the commanders of the shadow order and Marxis, it took a lot of energy to summon them to this realm, especially one that had little magic like earth. He motioned to one who stepped forward,
"where?" he said,
The warrior sniffed the air and growled, in a wisp of black smoke, he transformed into a four foot tall wolf. Another growl emanated from its throat as a signal to follow, they moved through the edges of the gardens before the wolf stopped looking forward, regron nodded and stepped out in time to see a car enter a drive way, he immediately felt a strong aura, one that surpassed any other he felt, except for Marxis himself. It felt royal, he smiled a little and made to move forwards when he caught himself looking at a female person, he frowned. This was not right, he was looking for a prince and not a female, unless...he'd found her!.
Marxis would be so pleased with him, not only had he found the Prince as he was sure he was around here somewhere, but he'd found the queen. He stepped out of the shades with the veratus and moved quickly towards the house, today was going to be a fruitful day indeed....
The bell rung signalling the end of the days lessons, and also breaking into the train of thoughts that were going round in Jason's head. He stood up stretching his frame and picking up his bag, he still felt the roughness of the gem through his pocket, somehow, he'd gotten close to the gem, like it was a part of him. Stepping out the classroom door, he saw terra and daren waiting by his locker side, they had been the only thing that made him want to face the next day, terra particularly, but it looked like somehow, they'd been keeping secrets from him, secrets of him.
He got to his locker as they stepped aside for him to open it,
"so, what do you want to talk about?" he asked,
terra motioned for them to get going. They were well out of the school range when terra spoke up,
"so, has your aunt ever told you anything about your heritage?, birth?" she asked,
"No, nothing at all, why?" He replied,
"So you don't know where you came from, no memories of Aratia?" Daren asked,
"Daren!, not now!" Terra chided him,
"No, and what's aratia?" Jason countered,
Terra moved in the front of Jason, her eyes gleaming at him,
"My full name is terra rectir, first born of the house rectir." She said drawing the sleeve of her right arm up to expose a tattoo of a leopard, Jason rose an eyebrow up stating he was oblivious to what she was saying,
"What our friend here is trying to say" daren said, "is that we're from another world, aratia to be exact, and we're your guardians, actually I'm your guardian and she's meant to be your b-"
"Trainer!, your guardian stroke trainer" she said cutting him off from finishing his speech.
Jason waited for them to tell him they were joking but they never did, they stared at him with the same seriousness that they did when he told them of the gem, he cleared his throat,
"You seriously don't expect me to believe tha-AAAH!!!" He screamed midway through his speech as Daren's face changed from his to him, he looked at terra who controlled an energy ball in her hand and was rolling her eyes at Daren's who was laughing his heart out when he saw the expression on Jason's face.
He stepped back in fright, it looked hard to believe and also amazing to witness, terra stepped forward,
"I know it’s had to believe but we need to know if you've noticed any changes in your body?" She asked,
The bath water cooling this morning he thought, he knew that was not the tub doing it, he nodded to them as they waited for him to continue,
"The bath always managed to become cool in a matter of seconds after it released a gush of hot water, aunt always said it was the tap" he said as daren snickered in reply, terra only nodded in acceptance.
They walked on silently allowing him to get used to the fact after they told him that he was a prince and was to bring back balance to their realm against the goddess of storms?, and her protégé,
"So this mar..."
"Marxis, marxis tregroff" terra completed for him,
"He killed my father?" He said, they only shot him sympathetic glances and looked away, he didn't take offence in that,
"What about my mom?" He asked,
"That is for your aunt to explain" daren replied,
"Why?"
"It's a bit complicated" terra said,
All His life he had looked for answers about his life and now he got them from people who were not even his family!, his mind remembered what the guardian said,
"Hey, what's ikir?, " he asked," it means my king in our language" terra replied,
He thought about it, the last thing the guardian saw was him, great!, and they expected him to lead them on a wild revolution.
His house loomed in front as they got closer, daren stopped suddenly, he smelt the air around them. He looked at terra with a vicious look as he began to transform into a tall heavy wolf,"Veratus!" He said before his mouth became a snout, terra stepped in front of him, energy moulded around her hands into blades,
"Stay behind me ikir" she said, her voice sounding mechanical, he'd never seen her this serious before, how was he sure he even knew the real terra?.
They got to his door and knocked as it swung lazily open, strange, she always locked the door, he thought. Daren was nowhere to be found as he entered the house, the curtains were drawn, the light was out and the room had a kind of pungent smell, sulphur? He thought, only the light emanating from the blades of terra gave him a way to pass. He saw a huddled frame near the wall and in a moment, dashed over to the structure he knew to be his aunt, despite pleadings from terra,
" aunt Elise?!" He called shaking her, she only mumbled a few words when a thick chuckle resonated around the room, terra turned her blades to meet a pair of sharp canines and a man who smiled devilishly,
"Hello ikir" he said,
To Jason, the next few a second were a blur to him. All he knew was that he had to save his hide from whatever creature the shadows were, a quick glance at his left showed daren in wolf form, clawing at a fellow wolf, only darker and more ferocious. On his right was terra, skilfully wielding the blades and slashing at the shadow warrior, which left him with their leader. He held on to the poker stick that was used to start the furnace at home, the leader was obviously irritated by the parring of his strokes with his blade, he moved to the kitchen area and dodged a blow that would've cleaved his head off, the man grunted and moved forward when a loud whine was heard, the man turned, the shadow wolf turned to wisps of smoke as terra pushed it through the window, the leader screamed in rage and that gave Jason the edge that he needed as he swung the fry pan with its hot content on the bald headed man, he screamed in a mixture of pain and rage as his s
The sun rose high in the sky, brightening the way and everything in it. Although one can't say the same for the residents of cadesway street, the whole area looked eerily quiet, like they felt the darkness that invaded them the day before. The newspaper boy rode about delivering papers on people’s thresholds, only him and the wind walked the road. No.4 of the particular street looked strange for a start, neighbours never asked around who lived there, like it gave off bad vibes. Of course, if they knew that was where the darkness that sufficed into their lives came from, they would have a different say on the matter. The windows were locked from the inside, the blinds were drawn and the door looked like it was being worked on by a wood carver of some sorts. Inside was a whole new story, despite attempts to clean the house up, traces of a serious fight still lin
Jason stared hard at the faery, he hopped about while whistling a tune jason was unfamiliar with. He turned to terra who nodded, this was the creature who Rumpelstiltskin was fashioned after," er faery?... Rumpelstiltskin?" He said," you could call me that ikir, or four hundred other names that justify me from the twelve realms" he replied pouring a powder that daren said to be fairy dust on the ground. Jason stepped forward,"Then you know why we're here" jason said,"By all means ikir, you and your protector with your...." He stopped looking at terra as a sly smile curved up his lips,"Interesting, very interesting don't you think?, terra of house rectir" he said, Jason turned to terra, she shrugged,"What's he talking about?" He asked her, " don't know, he must have seen something" she replied, Jason bit back the reply that pushed at his
Derora rode down the hill top on her retoode, a one eyed, six limbed reptile with scaly armour as thick as metal. Its viciousness was what bonded derora to the beast of the abyss, it could trace the scent of its prey from over a mile away, that was what made it the perfect hunting creature.The roads to Vulpix were rather long and stressful, even though she took a set of veratus with her who if course do not tire or relent from their mission, it would be good if she could track the prince down in a record time.That's why she took the shortest route, the forests. Travelers don't pass the route she did due to the dark creatures that roamed the parts and the plants that devoured flesh since the rise of marxis.They didn't disturb her though, it was like they felt the anger and darkness she possessed, even the veratus kept their distance. Perhaps they were afraid of marxis rage if the mission wasn't successful.She flinched at the t
The word still rang in his head,"Bloodbonded",It had almost been a minute since he heard those words, aether knows he was seriously confused. Daren sat by the tree trunk with a very calm look, jason turned to terra,"It's a long story, the short version was that we were young and stupid, we did a stupid thing and it bonded us together" she rushed,His voice hung in my throat, after a while he talked,"How close is the bond?" He asked,"I can feel what you feel and hear your thoughts if you want, to sum it all I'm meant to be your other half" she said, Jason raked his hand through his hair exhaling, that was what illummino and the rest couldn't say, now he saw why. She was his....mate?,No,that'ssoundsanimalic,he thought,A thought clicked in his head,"How's that possible?, I've never be
It had almost been ten minutes later since daren watched over terra and jason still in the trance they were. He studied them closely and smiled, Theyactuallyfit!He thought, The only problem was neither wanted to accept, it was like they felt guilty for it, he knew the magnetic feeling they had for each other since the beginning, Aratia enhanced the feelings, it was like a driving force between them, he at least hoped they would realise they were meant for each other before it was too late. His head snapped towards the direction of vulpix, smoke rose from the distance, the smell of burning wood slowly saturating the air, his keen shifter nose catching it as it came, it didn't look like a festival fire..no, more like things were burning. Realisation seeped into him, he looked frantically at his friends, whatever they were doing, they better hurry, they were in danger... C'monterra......
To say terrena was scared out of her mind would be a terrible understatement, she was terrified, shocked, name it. Terra wasn't still sure the quick call she did to jason worked, even though she taught him how to counter it, there was a loophole around it. The thought of the prince of feys made her cold, he was legend, born from the fear and deaths he caused during the reign of maximus elixtu, Said to be the son of herandra, queen of summer and sister of refrot the king of winter, he was the spawn of a terrible taboo, an offspring between siblings, the thought of it made her cringe. He had the face and beauty of herandra, her glow and smile, but within that smile was the mask of his father refrot, his heart forged of metal and only lives to shed the blood upon the alter of refrot as a tribute to the allied god of darkness dradror. It was said his mother denied him at birth, casted him down from her kingdom at the root of the tree of wisdom and left hi
DERORA The forest was so grate on her nerves, with the veratus hacking at the vines upfront and the thoughts of the prophecy the woman said, she was beginning to feel boxed in, it was not a feeling she liked, For when she got angsty blood will be spilled They got to a clearing as she was hit by an aura so pure it turned her insides, she had felt it before, an elixtu.Getting down from her reptile and walked to the figure that laid on the floor, the veratus parted ways for her. What she saw wasn't human, it was someone she had to settle a score with, a smile came on her face as she kicked him jolting him back to life, watching as his seemingly dislocated jaw fixed back with a bony click, "If it isn't the detok, prince of the feys" derora said, He looked up and knelt, blood trailed down the side of his head, he spat blood from his mouth,
Still dedicated to you allJASONThe first thing he felt was the soft ray of sunlight that filtered into his eyes, the warmth followed also.The second thing he felt was his body fully healed and the soft cushion of the bed he was laying on.He opened his eyes to a royal room with golden walls, he heard the sounds of the early hummingbirds that sat on a tree outside. Deep within his heart he knew,Itwasover,fornow...He grunted as he stood up and surveyed the room, it was definitely a royal room, but if he recalled, the palace had been destroyed. He looked himself over to notice he was in a silk pyjama and top,Whochangedme?He thought,He moved to the doors as he drew them open, two men were s
For allofyouthatfollowedmetothisstage,thischapterisyou....Thisis thesecondtothelastchapterofthefirstbook,workhasstartedonthesecondbookandIhopeyouallwillfollowmeintothenextphaseoftheirlives.Thankstoeveryonethathasfollowedmethroughoutthisfirsttale,IamsogratefulforyourhelpsandIhopeyouallenjoyeditasIdid!. [JASON]Dedicated to
JASONJasonfelt weightless, a novel feeling as he had either been running, killing, or dodging attacks to end his life. His body was free, like he was floating on the air. That was when his senses kicked in, the memories of the fight,Derora,Aether,Marxis,Hisdeath,Jason opened his eyes to a shinning palace, a single golden throne in the middle with men in hooded gold cloaks with hoods surrounding it, and on the throne was a face he would never forget,"Illummino" jason whispered,He radiated love and affection,"Jason alecto elixtu" he said,Immediately jason felt energy course through his body as he stood up, his body stronger, his sight sharper as he gasped,"You have ascended jason" he said,Jas
JASONHiding inside a fortress protected by a golden door and being attacked by a demonic huntress was never on jasons’ to do list, and to make matters worse,Marxis was still unconscious!!"Some king you are”jason thought angrily as he slapped his face,Marxis bolted up from the floor, groaning as he rolled amidst the earth-shattering quakes that were going on outside,"Hope you slept well your Highness?!" jason growled over the fire bolts that constantly hit the door and the sound of the Battle raging outside,Marxis still looked dazed,"Hey!" jason shouted as he snapped back to reality,"What is happening?" He shouted terrified,"Derora happened!" jason replied,"Somehow that huntress of
JASONThe iron doors of jasons’ cell opened as two shadow warriors entered. He groaned as the held him by the shoulder and roughly made him stand up, jason glanced at his mother and saw the look of resignation on her eyes, she had accepted this fate,Hers, not his.The took jason through the passages till they got to the labour grounds, men and women alike, hauling stones to build the statue of Marxis, jason clenched his Hands in anger, when he take back his throne, marxis and the statue were going to the bottom of the deepest sea in Aratia. Many people who knew jason for who he truly was nodded and the whispers of "ikir" filled the air, he smiled, even though Marxis might be the ruler, this was one thing he could never have, the respect of the people, strange considering the fact that they loathed and loved his father.Finally, jason saw Marxis in front, dressed in what looked like a silly blue ro
JASON Jasonwas asleep in his cell, Or so he tried, He could not bring himself to sleep, aside from the fact that the cell was filthy, reeked of blood, not his for the most part and he slept on nothing but bare ground that was cold, it was like his essence was pulling at him to cleanse the whole palace of any filth that resided there. And it got worse when herega arrived, I could barely keep myself from remaining dormant, with nothing to do, jason often wondered how he would cope when he was in the same room with her. Then came the explosions in the castle, from the rumors down here it seemed like herega and derora had a fall out. It seemed like the perfect opportunity was presenting itself, it was a matter of time before jason got
DERORAThe doors of the throne room opened as derora stepped in. She had returned the prince to Marxis the day before, now was time for the mage to fulfil his part of the deal. Not that she would not kill him in the end, marxis was too cunning a threat to be left alive, but derora needed to make sure no one found the parchment ever again. The useless piece of paper contained the only thing that could serve as her death,It had the last piece of her soul.Derora had once been a living being, a human warrior bordering the wastelands to the north of the loup de sang territories, not much people knew that piece of history, and she preferred to keep it that way. If any other creature could get their hands on it, it could spell her doom and she for one would like
Dedicatedtoeveryone who stillstuckby me through this adventure JASON The dry, stale air of a basement woke him up, jason groaned and cracked his rather rather stiff neck. He could only open one eye, the only sound he could hear were the dripping of water, he narrowed his eyes to see better in this dark dungeon. Yes, jason was finally at the palace. That much he knew. The only source of light was the small square window that fed little rays into this place, jason assessed himself. He was downright filthy, his cloth had the smell of blood on it. His hands were chained to the wall, jason sighed and closed his one good eye, he fought the urge to scream in pain and sadness, but this was for the good of the realm, I,thesacrificeofAratia, With a heavy sigh rumbling in his chest jason laid back on the g
DERORA Shestood in front of the cave, a look of satisfaction drawn all over her face. The prince and his cohorts were trapped inside the cave, it was all a matter of time till he came to face his fate. The energy blast he did affected deroras ability to summon the abyss, the rest of the creatures she created were gone, a few remained, the ones who fought the light until the very end. She looked at her hand as she tried to summon a black orb of energy, it only produced wisps of smoke and disappeared with the wind, she frowned, he also took something from her, she couldn't feel her full powers again, whatever magic he did must had affected her system. Derora heard the sounds of footsteps moving towards her direction, at least she could feel the energy print of the creature. Detok stood by her side, his armour gleaming in the sun like that of an executioners which he